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IN MAREMMA.
on the night's silence was like the tramp of the soldiers of the State. She was afraid for him; she was not afraid of him.
True, once before she had sheltered a galley-slave, and he had robbed her; but she felt no distrust now. When this man had said, 'I am innocent,' there had been truth in his voice; and she had sympathy with him as she had with the large-eyed deer, with the rose-red phenicopteræ, with the timid hare and the brave boar, and all the man-hunted things of the marsh and the moor.
The blood of an outlaw was in her.
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